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Days 15

We're halfway there! In honor of the halfway there mark, I would like to talk about my 5 year job as an auditor. The song was something memorables it marks the halfway mark of our struggles as an auditor. It was like a relief for everyone around. Too much stress from overwork, filing problems, month long all nighters weigh down on anyone so fast that there comes a time when you dont care anymore.You just want it to end. For five years I have experienced that, and I know the feeling. There were times when I have cried too much and no longer feel anything anymore, and just keep doing whatever is needed in order for the job, or in my case jobs, to be over. Because thankfully, the filing date will happen no matter what happens anyway, and win or lose, I can still finally sleep.

Still, having a song now and then isnt so bad and in fact I think most of the time it's what keeps me going. I remember, during the audit season, when the bosses are away and we are still in the office at the dead of the night, and we come to a point where we can no longer think productively but is still required to finish the job because there's a meeting due tomorrow, we would call it quits and just turn the whole office into a band practice, take out the guitars stashed in the corner of the room and print out chords for us to play. We sing, we laugh, we enjoy the moment together, we relax. Afterwards we finish our break and muster all the remaining strength in us to finish the job that we need.

Even today, I cant imagine just how desperate I am to do what I can as an auditor. All of a sudden, it doesnt make sense. But what did make sense is this -- that we somehow were able to make it. And at this point I realize that all of this wouldnt have been possible if it was just me. In fact, at times when I thought things were already hopeless, there would be something that would happen, even just a slight change, that would allow me even a few more hours to try again. Then there would suddenly be friends who would gladly help, and a law/provision that we can use to piush the deadline even more. Even now, I am thankful to my friends, my groupmates, my boss, my clients, but more than anything, I thank God.

I still feel happy when I hear the halfway there song. It keeps me at ease, and I remember to thank God for helping me make the impossible possible.

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